10,000 years ago.

Zhang Zhi eventually woke up from the hospital.

said that she was unconscious in a taxi that day, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed, and the driver was frightened and sent her to the hospital overnight.

In the hospital, the heart is beating at a high speed, and the brain waves are extremely disordered.

Constantly talking about dreams that no one can hear clearly.

The hospital provided emergency treatment to no avail, and he was placed in the intensive care unit for observation. But she didn't expect to wake up on her own.

She told the doctor that she was just suffering from a nightmare. It's hysteria.

Well, if the cause is not explained, the hospital will also be classified as "hysteria" anyway. Anything can be pushed to hysteria anyway, after all, the human brain is something that science has never been able to understand.

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Zhi was surprised to find that he did not have amnesia.

I clearly remember the bits and pieces with Li Zhen two years ago, I remember that Li Zhen was still in Hangcheng County, and I also remember that I was still in high school at that time, and then I started to study hard for him.

I also remember the last time I dreamed, there was an extra mark on my chest. I also remember that I have lost my memory for two years and have been waiting at Baqiao.

Finally reunited there.

She was really afraid of amnesia.

Amnesia for two years is really the most painful torture in my life. She didn't want to go through it again, but fortunately, this time she didn't lose her memory again.

"Remember this time, does that mean that you can reconnect in your previous dreams?"

Zhang Zhi smiled: "Although it's a bit like spiritual love, at least it didn't deprive him of my memory." Better than nothing. ”

Sitting on the subway back to school, thinking about this, I smiled happily and said to myself.

'Boom Boom'

The roar of the subway sounded in his ears, and Zhang Zhi took a deep breath, feeling very satisfied.

Sitting next to Zhang Zhi was an old man in his eighties, with extremely sparse white hair, holding a copy of "Game Theory" in his hand and reading it carefully.

Zhang Zhi couldn't help but have a good impression of this old man, and he lived to learn from old age. Because she helped him frantically absorb knowledge before, she also began to like knowledge, and she also liked people with knowledge.

Zhang Zhi said with a smile: "Grandpa, in the game model of the 'prisoner's dilemma', there are three modes of payment matrix. If you convert it into people's hearts, it must finally reach Nash equilibrium. The book arbitrarily concludes that the advantage is maximized, and both men are acquitted. In fact, it is an extremely idealistic answer. In fact, there is no answer to this question game model, there will be four answers, and any one of them is possible. Game theory is not so arbitrary, your book is pirated. ”

The old man closed the book and glanced at Zhang Zhi with a smile: "Educated." ”

"Haha, I can't compare to you, old man."

Zhang Zhi smiled and said that she was in a good mood. No one deprives her of her memory, and this is the best state, where happiness is strongly satisfied. I'm also happy to say a few more words.

The old man put the book in his pocket and looked at the watch on his wrist: "I should be almost there." ”

Zhang Zhi was slightly staggered, such a rich old man. On his wrist was a Patek Philippe diamond-encrusted watch, Zhang Zhi couldn't name it, but after a little dabbling, he knew that the price of this watch seemed to be nearly three million......

"Ahh

Zhang Zhi was a little puzzled, not knowing why this strange old man would suddenly say such a sentence.

It's weird.

Looks like I'm in my eighties, looking at pirated game theory.

With three million Patek Philippe, but doing the subway.

Looking at his watch, he told himself that he was coming.

The old man smiled and patted Zhang Zhi's head: "I got off in Xiaozhai." There's still a minute to go, and there's something I want to say to you. ”

Zhang Zhi was even more puzzled, is the concept of time so accurate? The next stop is indeed Xiaozhai, but how does he know that there is still a minute?

"I say, listen."

"Huh?"

"You often have strange dreams, right?"

"You ......"

Zhang Zhi stood up stiffly, his pupils dilated, and he only felt that this old man was extremely mysterious.

"Don't ask me how I know. I was like you when I was younger......"

The old man's eyes suddenly showed a gloomy color: "I once had an opportunity, but I didn't take it...... I hope that after my normal old age and death, I can fulfill the regrets in my heart. But I knew it wasn't possible. Youngster. ”

Zhang Zhi looked at him blankly, and every word was heartfelt. Zhang Zhi seems to understand the meaning of every sentence.

The old man sighed and said with a smile: "Actually, there is a commonality in this world. ”

"What is co-connectedness?"

"Have you ever assumed what a dream is?"

"What is it?"

"It seems to be some kind of soul fit, maybe a fugue of the soul. This kind of coincidence chose you, in fact, you should be cherished. Sorry I'm talking a little confusing......"

"I can understand." Zhang Zhi supported him, and inexplicably thought of the night in Baqiao, the touch from the depths of the soul, and the presence of each other.

She woke up a little startled. Dreams can be connected across the long river of time, does this mean that the span of 10,000 years can find a linear through the river of time and space? If dreams can be connected, is it theoretically possible for souls to see each other?

Is it after death?

The old man smiled and said: "Those of us who don't know how many long rivers we have crossed and met by chance should cherish this fate." Because, in fact, after we have passed a special stage in our age, we will no longer dream. ”

"What?" Zhang Zhi was stunned: "Won't it?" ”

The old man's eyes were a little red, but he still smiled: "No." Maybe when the age reaches a certain critical point, suddenly one day, the dream is broken, completely broken. The memory remains in your heart even more painfully, because the soul can no longer be attained. Far, far away time is intense, and it becomes a truly permanent distance. ”

"When will it break?" Zhang Zhi hurriedly asked, "How can I really see him?" ”

The old man's tears flowed out, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears: "When I was your age, in a meaningful place, I also met a person like us. I was your age, and he was the same age as I am now. What I'm talking to you now, he said to me at the time. But at that time, China was in a turbulent period, and there were no hungry meals a day, and there were cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods everywhere. How could I make a dream come true? How could I have said something inexplicable to me to a strange old man at that time? ”

Zhang Zhi took out a tissue, his heart was sour, and he helped the old man wipe his tears.

He couldn't stop crying at this point.

The old man said in a trembling voice, "So I missed it." It took me ten years to miss it. And then it took another sixty years to get it back. I'm now eighty-five, and I should spend my last time regretting it...... I'm here today to tell you what people said to me decades ago. Girl, don't miss it. That maybe...... It's really not just a dream. ”

Zhang Zhi's eyes were red, inexplicably sour.

"Passengers and friends, Xiaozhai Station has arrived at ......"

"It's time for me to go."

The old man wiped away his tears with the remaining paper in Zhang Zhi's hand, got off the subway tremblingly, and suddenly turned around and said: "In my lifetime, do something meaningful." So that there will be no regrets. Even if you die in the end, maybe the moment before you die will leave a hint of suspense in your heart. You don't have to worry, you'll never have amnesia again...... In fact, amnesia is a good thing. ”

"What is something meaningful."

Zhang Zhi chased out and asked.

There are so many people that there is no trace of him.

Last night, after decades, he dreamed again. He dreamed of the scene in the subway today last night, so he sat on the subway with a book in his hand early this morning, never got off the subway, and has been sitting in that seat since the morning, and has been sitting until now, just to say something to Zhang Zhi for a minute.

Zhang Zhi didn't know any of this.

She was just thinking, what exactly is something meaningful?

Can the soul transcend the river of time?

This is 10,000 years......

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